As dry as they come This desert beneath a hollow sun With nothing ahead But the raged shapes of the dead A smile of the craze Comes, settles and stays Empty before me Empty behind And the sun forever shines Nothing is the fire inside This be all end of life Waiting for the flame To tear through the game Ashes Night to revive The merciless tide That brings neither change nor life Carries a shapeless derelict On spectral waves of static There's a locker inside Where my heart forever lies On burning fields of blackened grains The flesh is a lie I am but a sight In a storm of soul debris On burning fields of blackened grains The flesh is a lie I am but a sight In a storm of soul debris Wrecked is the ship that tore through the crust For untold ages it strode with With tattered bloody flag But in the depths where black void erupt A still force engulfed The vessels might Be all End all Be all End all Be all End all Be all End all Be all End all Sailing on Towards the sun The flame will tear through the game Night is revived Sailing on Towards the sun The flame will tear through the game Sailing on Towards the sun Tortured eyes repeat the lie The flash Am I Be all End all Be all End all Be all End all Be all End all